The Burlap Barrel
    The Burlap Barrel or simply Burlap is where we used to hang out after a long night of waiting tables. What trip home would be complete without going to all of your old haunts. I finally had a free evening, so I called Liz to see if she wanted to hang out. Unfortunately she had just got back from Italy the night before and was still a little jet lagged. After a little coaxing on my part she proved to be a trooper and decided to join me. At the barrel I ran into Fro and she called Angie to join us.

Not sure what happened with this one, kind of fuzzy.


Liz doesn't like taking pictures, because she says she looks terrible in them. I think she's just being overly modest.


Seriously what's the deal with my camera.


No her name's not really Fro, it's Christine. Fro was just the nickname I knew her by at Taste.


Angie trying to use her camera phone.


Me and Angie